The Prospector

Occasional ramblings from an Alaskan prospector:
"Let us journey to a lonely land I know.
There's a whisper on the night-wind,
there's a star agleam to guide us,
And the Wild is calling,
calling. . .let us go." Robert Service

Thursday, February 18, 2010

Dry memories for a saturated day...

Three mushers short of a completed 2010 Yukon Quest and still very mild weather. In fact the temperature rose to nearly 30 above in Chicken while we saw another day in the high 40's in Homer. As I write this at 11 pm, it is still 45, the same temperature as Patagonia, AZ, where we were the last 2 years at this time. But there is one big difference, the humidity. It poured rain here all morning while the sun shone in Chicken and Patagonia. Actually there are 2 big differences; the temperature didn't move more than a few degrees here all day but reached into the 60's in Patagonia. Our driveway is a sheet of lubricated ice and our truck managed ice maneuvers that could compete with the new Olympic gold medalist Lysochek. While it continues to rain and blow here, I'll take refuge in some dry Patagonia memories....